On the desk, there were photos of the girl, including her ID photo.
She was pure and lovely, looking very youthful.
Especially those glistening eyes, as if they could speak; even Qiao An, a woman herself, couldn't help but be drawn to this water-like girl.
Mu Jingxi didn't know where she got the photos, but since she asked, he answered all her questions.
He answered each question truthfully.
Not daring to utter a single falsehood.
His little wife at home wasn't one to be easily fooled; a little dissatisfaction, and she could drive him half mad.
The childhood friend she grew up with was always coveting her from the sidelines.
He had to stay vigilant.
Regarding that night, when he and the girl went home together, spending a mysterious three hours, Qiao An was quite curious.
The fact that she managed to wait this long before asking was already her limit.
God knows, at the moment she saw the news, she wished she could grab Mu Jingxi and give him a beating!
Damn bastard!
